"Good work fellas! It's time for a break!"

Hyun Il watched as the rest of the dance crew went out to get fresh air. He stayed inside and decided to stand next to the mirrored wall. He looked around to see if anyone is was there and to his surprise it was just him. He took out his phone to see if there were any missed calls or missed messages. 

None.

Just like he suspected. He left home early without a word and decided to come to dance.  Dancing is a way for him to take out all his strees and sadness. This way his feelings are put into actions by the way he moves. He knew that no one cared if he was home or not. But he always thought that he'd get at least some type of text asking where he as. A text from mom he always hoped. But that never occuried. She was always busy with her work and with his brother. He put his phone back in his pocket as soon as he saw the crew come back inside. 

"Hey Hyun Il!"

"Hi..."

"Why the long face?"

"Nothing. Just ya'know tired."

"Then you should rest. Don't wanna pull a muscle ya'know."

"Yeah....I guess I'll do that then. Tell Hyungmin that I'm heading home for the day."

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